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letra de jibba reesh - chrisvroy

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trusting and bustling through a world view held askew

less cool, sycophantically schooled
poetic barbarian, slicing and dicing, dynamike egalitarian
sit back, relax, put on that b-ssists top hat, educate the racist fat cat
face the corner and spit drool
for this is it you

these are the bits to imbue

live large and less, like olive oil cold pressed
sermon ties through virgin eyes, uncompromised lies
can’t accept truths that have been measured by fools
begotten and cruel, make-shift to rule

for elephants

but that’s irrelevant as i’m heaven-sent
beloved and reverent
kick -ss when any preacher spouts biblical sermons
countering those vermins with sick spitting whirlwinds

agnostically murmuring

finding mine in unchartered time, departed rhymes

train stop spying, blamed cop crying

you see it’s just ridiculous, i gotta justify this verse
it’s just soap bars and flow jaws like prop cars and soul jahs
bring your brain and your ears will listen

nose running, eyes glistening

study these bars relentless
whoever figures them out defenseless
will be reimbursed
real, free this temptress
thriving and writhing as a curse

loving your lies cos its worse

finish your food from this dish and start
to makes sense of the gibberish at heart

ten points and a gold star…
to those who figure it out on par, off chart

because, really. this world is a lunatic asylum

where

bill gates’ credit card declines
muamar gaddafi’s brain’s just fine

jesus returns and speaks yiddish
he talks and acts just like sid vicious

the queen is beautiful, no wrinkles and all
prince philip’s behaviour all gated enthralled

david beckham’s thighs
receive the n0bel prize
oh yes he cries
those are paris hilton’s eyes
the paparazzi spies tell no lies

george w bush was a humanitarian
too bad his granddad wished he was aryan
born with caesarian, uncirc-mcised librarian
asked barbara; why would you marry him?

you see..

they all walk the moral high ground
the wondrously pathetic
feudally archetypal, superficial mindsets abound
rudimentary suction-lipo bribery in palatial gowns

love us they say
worship and make us the hay, they pray

whatever you do, don’t frown
it may just usurp the crown
where we’d become losers and beggars
carousers, abusers standing legless

we need celebrities
we really do
to feed us sh-t
to make us thick
make us sick

cos without them, bit by bit

it would all fall
for who would we laugh at
enviously gaffe at
splendidly amused
corporally abused

thanks to the gossip mags
the coffee rags
the tv and radio show host hags
you guys have done well
to uphold that roman empire that actually just fell

like 2000 years ago
we’ve come so far since then
bless you all

lunatic asylum seekers
stand tall and embrace that feeble call

appalled

- chrisvroy

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